78: Sing to the Sky

"This is my follower."

"Hm?"

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Cheng Dezhu became even more proud, while the two gatekeeping Disciples were completely bewildered.

What did they just hear? The Academy had just come looking for trouble, but under the Holy Lord's demonic might, the Academy had fled in a sorry state.

The Holy Lord had unleashed his power within the Sect, and this Holy Son Candidate was truly extraordinary as well.

He had quietly taken a Disciple from the Academy as his follower?

A Disciple who followed the Dao of Confucianism becoming a follower of a demonic cultivator? No matter how one thought about it, it was jaw-dropping.

He is truly worthy of being a Holy Son Candidate.

The two gatekeeping Disciples looked at Lin Ye with even more awe.

After entering the Sect, Cheng Dezhu puffed out his chest. He had just heard the two gatekeeping Disciples call Lin Ye a Holy Son Candidate, which meant that if Lin Ye became the Saint...

He would be the Saint's follower; what was shameful about that?

After all, even back at the Academy, he might not have had the chance to become a lackey for the contemporary walker of Confucianism.

And after coming to the Demonic Sect, he had soared to the skies!

What is so bad about being a dog?!!!

Of course, he naturally couldn't say these words out loud. Seeing the awe in the eyes of the Disciples passing by, he felt even more that his decision was correct.

"You come with me to register and get a set of clothes first; otherwise, it will be too troublesome if everyone asks about you."

"Yes, Master Lin, whatever you say goes!"

As a lackey, Cheng Dezhu naturally knew what should be said and what should not.

After all, if he weren't this clever, he wouldn't have survived.

The two soon arrived at the Holy Lord Hall.

At this moment, the noise inside the Holy Lord Hall was still ceaseless. Lin Ye faintly heard things being said inside, like "Holy Lord, you hid yourself so well" and "Holy Lord, you are truly tough."

Cheng Dezhu was also dumbfounded upon hearing these words.

Do demonic cultivators usually play so wildly in their daily lives?

If I go in later and don't join in, will I seem like I don't fit in?

Forget it!

Cheng Dezhu gritted his teeth.

I cannot embarrass Master Lin. Everything I possess in the future will surely be bestowed by Master Lin. I will go all out!!!

A look of martyrdom appeared on Cheng Dezhu's face.

Just as Lin Ye was hesitating about whether he should go in, a powerful Aura suddenly appeared.

Turning his head to look, he saw that, without knowing when, a handsome young man had arrived beside them.

The man wore a simple robe, with a simple belt tied around his waist, and his whole person radiated an ethereal temperament.

His face was handsome and resolute, and his deep eyes flashed with the light of wisdom, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world. The most special thing was the Aura on his body.

It was ancient, heavy, yet ethereal and otherworldly. Moreover, his power of Qi and blood was constantly radiating from his body, as if it were substantial, extremely similar to Chu Hao.

On his chest, the character "One" was embroidered in gold thread.

Clearly, he was Sequence Disciple Number One.

That is to say, before Lin Ye arrived, he was the one closest to the Saint position.

"System, open the opponent's panel."

Ding-dong...

Name: Xiang Tiange

Bone Age: Nineteen years old

Special Physique: Absolute King Body

Cultivation: Peak Soul Transformation

Tags: Extraordinary Talent, Great Luck, Fated Rival, Ancestral Blessing...

...

Peak Soul Transformation?

This cultivation of Peak Soul Transformation could not be called anything but terrifying.

He was only a few years older than him, so they counted as peers, but his cultivation was the strongest of the young generation he had ever encountered.

A Prodigy.

Only these two words could describe Xiang Tiange.

However, this "Fated Rival" fate was somewhat intriguing.

Just as Lin Ye was sizing up Xiang Tiange, the other party was obviously sizing him up as well. After taking a deep look at Lin Ye, Xiang Tiange turned his gaze to Cheng Dezhu, who was to the side.

He said in a teasing tone: "Someone from the Academy? It seems you haven't withdrawn yet. Since that's the case, let me send you off!"

Boom!

Strands of Qi and blood power coiled around Xiang Tiange's body, that terrifying power causing the surrounding air to emit sonic booms.

His physical body was already so strong that a casual movement could cause his bones to crackle.

This was the sound that could only appear when the Physique was strong to the extreme.

His whole person rushed towards Cheng Dezhu like an ancient Vicious Beast.

The latter was so scared on the spot that he sat down on the ground, unable to react in time. Although his cultivation was still there, his method of the Dao of Confucianism had already failed; in other words, he was now just an empty shell with cultivation. Of course, even if he had his original power, he couldn't possibly be a match for Xiang Tiange.

Just as Cheng Dezhu was about to be killed under his palm, a slender hand appeared.

Boom!!!

As the fist and palm met, a deafening roar erupted, and Cheng Dezhu was directly knocked over by the shockwave that emanated from it.

Lin Ye reached out his hand with an indifferent expression.

Since Cheng Dezhu had already become his follower, naturally, not just anyone could touch him.

To make up for the gap in Realm, he covered his palm with the Dragon Slaying Art.

There was a hint of seriousness in Xiang Tiange's eyes.

Lin Ye, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, could actually be evenly matched with him?

Although it was just a simple probe, it was shocking enough; the two were separated by a major Realm after all.

"Interesting, truly worthy of being the Holy Son Candidate personally appointed by the Holy Lord."

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the two retreated a few steps from each other.

Xiang Tiange shrugged: "Why block me from making a move on the Academy person? You shouldn't be this kind, right?"

Facing Xiang Tiange's question, Lin Ye only said indifferently.

"He is my follower."

"Oh~~~"

Xiang Tiange looked at Cheng Dezhu with great interest.

He never thought that someone from the Academy would actually become a follower of a demonic cultivator.

It seems the current Academy has indeed fallen.

"Y-yes, that's right!!!"

Cheng Dezhu stood up, first walked to Lin Ye's side to check his condition, then stepped forward and shouted angrily at Xiang Tiange: "I am Master Lin's follower. Who are you?! How dare you make a move on a Holy Son Candidate?"

"Is there still justice? Are there still Sect rules?!"

"..."

Xiang Tiange's smile gradually dissipated, replaced by a powerful Aura bursting forth.

Ugh...

Cheng Dezhu let out a muffled groan, almost knocked to the ground directly by this Aura.

But he still endured it.

Glaring at Xiang Tiange, he said: "What? You still want to continue attacking?! You..."

Rumble...

Just as Cheng Dezhu was planning to display his eloquence, the doors of the Holy Lord Hall slowly opened.

Accompanied by the flickering of colorful Dao Rhyme, the Holy Lord and a group of Elders appeared before them.

Seeing the Holy Lord appear, Lin Ye and Xiang Tiange immediately bowed.

Cheng Dezhu also very tactfully lowered his head as well.

He was a Holy Son Candidate's follower; he could ignore other Disciples, but he absolutely could not ignore the Holy Lord. This was a major taboo in the Sect.

"Xiang Tiange, Lin Ye, it seems you two have met, hahahahaha!"

The Holy Lord seemed to have completely failed to notice the battle between the two earlier, laughing heartily.